› i. novasparked / richard rider .
fingers tap an inane beat ‘pon lacquered tabletop, grey gaze flickering towards the window, individuals going about completing their tasks – the SCENT of coffee soothing him in a way that many things could not. Rest your weary heart, star-wanderer. A tilt to his head, shoulders lifted. Piddling motion, but ENOUGH to show his point.
❛ Very different. ❜ Quiet intonation punctuated by eyes lifting to meet Logan’s. ❛ Happier, but… not living life to the fullest. I think… ❜ Lips pinched in thought. ❛ I was made for this. To be Nova. Nothing else. I was meant to live and die for the Cosmos. How about you? How different would you have been? ❜
LOGAN FOUND IT DIFFICULT TO PROVIDE A SUFFICIENT ANSWER , & it made him guilt - ridden . every single time this topic arose , he could never give a proper response . there was an unspoken , invisible barrier between him & the rest of earth’s denizens : they were born into normalcy , capable of transforming their destinies . but him ? fate decreed that logan meilyr was a cyborg , born from the cosmos & given to a single mother who endured community ostracization . he sighed , gaze fixed on the his napkin , now on the table . ( perhaps this was the wrong topic to speak about. )
‘ I only know that I was not given the luxury of changing my fate ━ my origin . All I see is if I wasn’t ... b o r n like I am , I would have died in the war at 17 . I would never have been capable of saving so many people if I were ... normal . ‘ or you would be living in a nursing home , wrinkles & brittle - boned . ‘ However , I entertained the idea of me being born as a typical human being , & perhaps that wouldn’t be so bad . ‘
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